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The Land That Time Forgot

The Land That Time Forgot

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Pssst! Wanna see a hippie?l

Galiano Island is a place where counterculture lives. Catch the free bus to the Hummingbird Pub, and Tommy Transit will hand you a rhythm instrument so you can join in the neverending concert. Rock on as the old school bus tries to make it

Genoa Bay

Genoa Bay

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All you folks who’ve been to Italy listen up! This small bay on the eastern shore of Vancouver Island is not GEN-oa Bay, it’s Ge-NO-a Bay. Get it right. Don’t annoy the locals.

Not that anyone around here is easily annoyed. Genoa Bay is a friendly place

A Little Jack

A Little Jack

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It seems like I’ve heard about Lynchburg, Tennessee forever. I can thank the Jack Daniels advertising department for that.

To the casual observer, there’s not much to Lynchburg; basically a single block of shops and restaurants. But what is there is attractive and the surroundings are classic southern

Fairyland

Fairyland

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Fairytales. Like kinky sex, sweet cocktails, and Jerry Lewis movies, they seem fun at first but can turn on you in an instant.

No one plumbed the dark depths of these happy tales better than Stephen Sondheim in his musical Into the Woods. Well, almost no one. Let’s not

Joe-Jah

Joe-Jah

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“Joe-Jah” is how a friend of my parents, Hettie Bates, pronounced Georgia. She was a force of nature, loud and funny. I was told she was issued one of the first IBM Selectric typewriters because she could type so fast that she would jam the keys on a conventional electric
The Towing Museum

The Towing Museum

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Susan assured me that we would not want to miss the National Towing Museum during our visit to Chattanooga. She was right. Who wouldn’t like to see the very first tow truck or a collection of beautifully-restored examples?

Not to mention the Towing Hall of Fame, honoring members of

The Coker Museum

The Coker Museum

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Pardon me, boy

Is that the Chattanooga choo choo?

Track twenty-nine

Boy, you can gimme a shine

Glenn Miller and his Orchestra from Sun Valley Serenade

I bet you’ve seen lots of old cars. I’m not talking about a ten-year-old Corolla, I mean ones made before 1940. Did

Nashville Cats

Nashville Cats

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Nashville cats, play clean as country water

Nashville cats, play wild as mountain dew

Nashville cats, been playin’ since they’s babies

Nashville cats, get work before they’re two

–The Lovin’ Spoonfull

The lower end of Broadway Street in Nashville is a lot like Spring Break in Florida. Except

Bloomin’ Cactus

Bloomin’ Cactus

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Cor blimey! Lord love a duck! I’m gobsmacked, chuffed. I’m streets ahead and sitting up like Jackie!

Sorry for the British-isms. Once I started with “bloomin’” I couldn’t stop!

Unless you live year-round in the Southwest, it can be hard to see flowering cacti. In Scottsdale,

Overlooked

Overlooked

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After dinner at Barrio Queen in Old Town Scottsdale, we decided to walk along the Arizona Canal and over the Solstice Bridge. This is the only bridge designed by Paolo Soleri that was ever built. Paolo, you may recall, lived nearby at Cosanti and spent a lot of his time
A Home for the Homeless

A Home for the Homeless

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It’s hard to take good photos through a chain link fence. My apologies. I thought about not posting at all but wanted to introduce you to the Southwest Wildlife Conservation Center.

The center was founded in 1994 by Linda Searles whose vision was to provide a home for animals

My Pal Tony

My Pal Tony

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It’s been a while since we explored the Musical Instrument Museum in Scottsdale. I agree with Tony Bennett, for a musician it’s the best museum in the world. With the temperature still in the upper nineties, it was time for another visit. 

When the MIM opened about a

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter!

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i love the Phoenix Art Museum because there are new exhibits on every visit. This time, our goal was to see the work of the fashion designer Geoffrey Beene. This was of more interest to Mary Anne than me. I wandered about, snapping photos of various things that caught my